I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees, and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadow of the woods. Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup. ~Wendell Berry
Friday, May 11, 2012
My early Mother's Day gift from Sara
was delivered to my office today.
Everyone that walks past the door stops and comments.
I feel special : )
I promise to catch up on all your blogs real soon.
There is no internet at the farm and that's where I seem to always be.